I stretch it, paint it, fold it, going to the limits of its strength, fragility and transparency.
And it often leaves me in desperation because of its fragility.
It leaves me breathless with the feeling of happiness to see its fragile intensity.
8º Premio International de Cerámica Contemporánea (Accésit Cerco 2008)
Second Prize (Accésit) for the Folded Love letters!!!
I'm very happy !!!
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